Debbie Duncan Poet Blank verse

Hammer In Hand

You always laughed at me In that funny way of yours
Standing at the door ~ looking out to see 
Wondering where you are, and will you follow me 
With hammer in hand ~ Into nature decked with 
silver and gold 

Do you possess a loving heart  with stories untold 
By now they know what  you are made of 
Reflections that come from your eyes they see 
Though they walk with you in a style of their own
Shaped into the figure of a man with beauty of a woman 

A tree in the forest is cut down shaped into the form of a goddess 
A goddess that will take us through time and back again 
Though time is an elusive thing  here as we all know 
Hammer in hand into nature decked with silver and gold 

Time means nothing when the heart is near  I am told   
Does a tree feel the pains of a cut as we do, I ask you 
I have struggled all my days with thoughts like these 
To figure out what the true meaning really is to me 
If you know can you tell me too as we walk together
With hammer in hand into nature decked with silver and gold

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Duke Beaufort July 18, 2015 at 12:42 PM When something is sacrificed for our benefit (like a tree) there is a disturbance in the balance of nature. So we have to be really careful. You are very special to be thinking about this, since most do not and have no idea about consequences of our own actions. We have to be careful in so many endeavors. That you understand this makes you a gold and silver hammer with words.

John Posey September 4, 2013 at 11:39 AM Debbie, this is so beautifully written! Yes, I can relate to this one. I see trees mentioned in so many comments here... You might like "Trees"... One I wrote some time ago..... Love ya dearly.... Jake Debbie Duncan October 1, 2013 at 12:36 AM THANK YOU JAKE ;}

Andrea Dietrich March 1, 2013 at 12:02 AM Coming back to this one of yours which is so profound. I just can't find one that is new for me. Maybe I should start at the beginning again and just review them all over again. I must remind myself next time to do that, debbie!!

Don Johnson January 17, 2013 at 4:02 PM The tree of life feels the woodsmans axe, and thinks such is life when the timber cracks, and consciousness is free, departing from this tree, not dead the spirit see, the tree of life is whacked, let the buggers be! re: " Hammer In Hand" Debbie Duncan by Don Debbie Duncan January 18, 2013 at 1:14 PM Thank you for reading Don

Elizabeth O'Driscoll December 22, 2012 at 3:48 PM Wonderful write Debbie, If i come back as a tree i'll let you know :) love Elizabeth

Sara Kendrick October 19, 2012 at 3:05 PM Interesting work that you have penned for us to read..Sara Debbie Duncan October 19, 2012 at 3:23 PM Thank you for reading my words Sara,,,, yes there are a few metaphors in this poem ;}

Joann Grisetti September 23, 2012 at 12:21 PM I do not believe that trees feel the same as we do, but I can imagine they are aware of the presence or absence of other growing things in their proximity. So a tree cut down would be noticed by all the others of its neighbors. Oh, I also drop my old books into the bin at the library. My house only has room for so many, but I do hate to part with them. Debbie Duncan September 23, 2012 at 1:53 PM Thank you for reading Joann,, some people don't care what they destory as long as they get what they want .

Phyllis Babcock September 20, 2012 at 1:40 PM So sad to see a lot of the trees cut down and when I look at other places in the world that have no trees and realize how lucky we are in an area loaded with trees. Love your poem. love phyl Debbie Duncan September 20, 2012 at 2:52 PM yes I do believe people who destroy nature really SUCK big time.,,,, thank you for reading ;}

Joe Maverick September 16, 2012 at 11:47 PM Well you've hammered out a good reflective piece here Debbie, ( enjoyed the glow ) Debbie Duncan September 17, 2012 at 12:58 AM Thank you Joe,,,,,glad you enjoyed all my metaphors ;}

Michelle Mac Donald September 16, 2012 at 10:00 PM Thoughts to ponder, Debbie. I've wondered also, if they feel "the pains of a cut as we do". Trees, how we should admire and cherish them! They all have their own unique features and personalities.:) Love this write! Huggs, Mikki Debbie Duncan September 17, 2012 at 12:59 AM yes thoughts to ponder Michelle,,,, thank you for read my words ;}

Don Johnson September 15, 2012 at 8:06 PM great thought provoking poem babe... Debbie Duncan September 16, 2012 at 1:46 AM Thank you Don ;}

Doris Culverhouse September 6, 2012 at 7:32 AM beautiful.....I love it! Debbie Duncan September 6, 2012 at 4:33 PM Thank you Doris ;}

Lucilla Carrillo September 5, 2012 at 5:04 AM Debbie; You have written something beautiful and wonderful. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla

Robert Johnson August 28, 2012 at 4:47 PM We do our best not to distress another living thing. But we all know the time it takes before we learn to sing. May endless meadows wave hello when your among the trees. And find you grateful for their soul when your down on your knees. An intrigueing poem Debbie. Love the metaphoric musings. Have a lovely day. Debbie Duncan August 28, 2012 at 7:35 PM Thank you robert ;}

Don Johnson August 28, 2012 at 3:13 AM Ol tree it has a life force, as strong as you n me, and when cleared from the amazon be, the drought appeared there of course, dead trees don't pray for rain you see... Debbie Duncan August 28, 2012 at 1:12 PM Hello Don,,,, does that mean you liked the poem ;} Thank you for reading ;}

Doris Culverhouse August 27, 2012 at 2:02 PM enjoyed reading your work! Debbie Duncan August 28, 2012 at 1:12 PM Thank you for reading Doris ;}

Brenda Victoria Northeast August 22, 2012 at 2:18 AM thank you for your kind comments on my work Debbie- your work is awesome and heartfelt too appreciate the symbolism in your writing : ) Brenda xx Debbie Duncan August 22, 2012 at 10:11 AM Thank you Brenda ;}

Michael J. Falotico August 21, 2012 at 6:32 PM Wonderful piece from the travels through your deep soul. So enjoyed. Michael Debbie Duncan August 21, 2012 at 7:31 PM thank you sir ;}

Andrea Dietrich August 21, 2012 at 2:36 PM This is a very interesting one, Debbie. I love the use of symbolism in this poem . the silver and gold lines are so pretty! Debbie Duncan August 21, 2012 at 4:09 PM Thank you Andrea,,,, yes there is a lot of symbolism in here with hammer in hand == tearing/ hurting things and not caring,,,, thank you for reading ;}

Harry Horsman August 21, 2012 at 5:43 AM wonderful poem, so sincere and caring. Debbie Duncan August 21, 2012 at 4:09 PM Thank you harry ;}

Keith Bickerstaffe August 21, 2012 at 12:11 AM This is a marvelous piece of writing, Debbie. Your repetitions work very well, and the overall tone is most pleasing! Well done!! Best wishes, Keith

Robert Pettit August 21, 2012 at 12:06 AM Very nicely written and a pleasure to read. Good work Debbie.

Poet Destroyer A August 19, 2012 at 4:35 PM Debbie, many deep thoughts. which eventually become something... Thank you for sharing your verse.. Sometimes, longing is good.. brings us closer to God, which is love... good night..pd Debbie Duncan August 19, 2012 at 9:41 PM Yes deep thoughts,,,, always brings us closer to GOD,,,, just where I want to be ;}

Anne-Lise Andresen August 19, 2012 at 6:33 AM Bravo Debbie...... the best poem I`ve read in a L...O...N...G time !!!!! - Have a lovely Sunday and new week. - oxox love // Anne-Lise :) Debbie Duncan August 19, 2012 at 3:12 PM Hey Anne - Lise ,,,,, thank you for your praise ;} love to you on this Sunday afternoon Xoxo

David Williams August 19, 2012 at 2:18 AM Debbie just wonderful, I once saw a documentary about trees and they do feel stress when being cut down....David Debbie Duncan August 19, 2012 at 2:34 PM Hi David,,,, thank you for reading,,,, yes I do believe trees feel pain. I think everything has a pulse ;}